Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). A Victorian Anthology, 1837–1895. 1895.
John Nichol 183394Mare Mediterraneum
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The least in compass and the first in fame;
The gleaming of its waves recalls to me
Full many an ancient name.
The forms and features of their heroes shine:
I see Phœnician sailors bearing gold
From the Tartessian mine.
Remoter surges of the winding main;
And Grecian captains come to pay their vows,
Or gather up the slain.
Burn upward in the hour of glorious flight;
And mariners of uneclips’d renown,
Who won the great sea fight.
The angry waters take a deeper dye;
A thousand echoes vibrate from the shores
With Athens’ battle-cry.
With sword and commerce, on from shore to shore;
In visionary storms the breakers leap
Round Syrtes, as of yore.
Had gain’d the world when she had master’d thee;
Thy bosom with the Roman war-note thrills,
Wave of the inland sea.
I see the monarch minstrels of Romance,
And hear their praises murmur’d through the lips
Of the fair dames of France.
On Adrian bays a later splendor smiles;
Power hails the marble city where she dwells
Queen of a hundred isles.
And meet the Pisan; challenge on the breeze,
Till the long Dorian palace lords the foam
With stalwart Genoese.
I see the mist above the dreary wave.
Blow, winds of Freedom, give another day
Of glory to the brave!